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JJ RELENTLESSLY SEARCHED THE WHOLE ISLAND for you.
he would take the twinkie, john b's van, and drive around with his head poked out, eyes scanning every person walking on the sidewalk or along the beach. unbeknownst to his friends.
when they eventually found out what he was doing, out of pure concern, they tried to convince him to get over you before he went completely bonkers. meanwhile, john b was mostly concerned about the twinkie and the fact that gas prices were getting higher.
unfortunately, there was no sign of you.
he came to a realization that his friends were right.
what was he doing anyways? he should stop.
you weren't real.
things gradually started to go back to normal. no more rambling about this mystery nymph girl, no more searching for you without them knowing. the pogues were back together again, just like how it used to be.
or at least, that was what they thought.
"that's a what? a three-story fall to the deck?" pope calculated as john b was balancing himself on the rooftop of a random building under construction with his arms stretched out and a beer can in hand. "i give you about a one-in-three chance of survival."
he hummed, licking his finger and holding it up to feel the direction of the wind. "should i do it?"
"yeah, jump. i'll shoot you on the way down." pope joked, pointing a drill at him.
"they're gonna have japanese toilets with towel warmers." kiara exited the building.
"of course they are. why wouldn't they?"
"this used to be a turtle habitat, but who cares about the turtles, i guess?" her gaze shifted from the old turtle habitat to john b. "can you please not kill yourself?"
while they were talking, jj on the other hand, was lost in his own thoughts. he may have stopped talking about you but that didn't mean he stopped thinking about you. your face was permanently etched into his brain, never leaving. every time he saw the ocean, he was reminded of the day he saw you, swimming without a care in the world.
"hey, jj?"
"jj?"
"jj!"
he snapped back to reality when his friends called out his name. "huh? what?"
"you okay, bud? you've been zoning out lately." john b pointed out.
